Zoey
The Fallen Angel
Full Name:
Zoey Thanatos
Abilities:
Human Form:
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Excels in hand to hand combat, specifically in grapples using judo and hapkido, but knows many strikes and kicks because of her fathers training. Has average strength of a human woman, but is very nimble and is naturally fast.
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Eye of the devil:
Left eye bleeds slightly and turns completely black. It is activated by any form of self harm. She gains immense strength and begins to lose control of her actions which results in a more reckless attack. When activated, her voice mildly changes to a darker more evil tone. She also becomes significantly more brutal, but will still hesitate to kill like her normal human self. If over used, she can collapse.
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Eye of the angel:
Right eye turns completely white. She has control over this eye and can activate it at will. Gains immense speed and remains in complete control of her actions. She thinks more tactically and can often times read through an enemies strategies. She still has the same strength she normally has as a human and must be more resourceful when using her right eye's ability. Has little to no penalty if overused except for mild exhaustion.
Full Transformation:
Zoey can fully transform into both an angel and a demon. She has limited control in both forms and both leave her completely exhausted when they wear off. She has little to no control in either form and both wield incredible power in their own way. Which she transforms into is completely dependent on her emotions and feelings towards her opponent. She will avoid transforming into either form at all costs.
Demon form:
Demon wings sprout from her back, she grows a spiked tail, Claws emerge from her finger tips, and she gains an incredible amount of strength as well as speed from her wings. Her skin becomes as tough as steel, and she can shoot lasers from her completely black eyes that completely sever anything they pass through. She shows no mercy in this form and is completely out of control and has a tendency to hurt anything in her surroundings. Has an urgency to kill everything that is only satisfied by blood. This form is triggered by rage and hatred.
Angel form:
White wings sprout from her back and a sword made of light forms in her hand. Angelic armor made of glowing metal forms around her body and she gains an almost unmatched amount of speed. Her eyes also turn completely white and she has no memory of ever being in this form if triggered. She can shoot a large beam of light out of her sword that can obliterate any form of darkness. She is unsure how to transform into this form of her own free will, but she's told that its usually a result of her attempting to banish any type of intense evil.
Weakness:
In human form she can be killed as any normal person would, but it is unlikely that she will remain in human form during a serious fight. In any other form, her weakness is her eyes. If they are somehow injured, she will revert back to a human completely unconscious. Also, if she is worn out from over using either of her transformations, she will have minor internal injuries.
Backround Story:
Zoey grew up in a small village with her parents peacefully. Her parents were humble people and taught her to be kind to everybody. Her father taught her advanced martial arts by the time she was twelve and he saw potential in his star pupil. One day, while Zoey was helping her mother cook dinner, a knock came to the door. Zoe turned 16 that day, and everyone was in a good mood. Her father cheerily answered it as he always did, but this would be a day Zoey would never forget. He was shot between the eyes as his neck snapped back. He slumped to the floor as two armed men stepped over him into their little household. Zoey's mother screamed for her to run as she grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed the attackers to protect her daughter, but met the same fate as her husband as the bullet passed through her chest and sprayed blood all over Zoey.
She stood there in utter disbelief as the rage inside her began to build. Her eyes turned black and wings sprouted from her back as she rushed the home invaders before they could react. With the power she wielded, she tore the men apart with her bare hands. She woke up days later with a hazy memory of the event in a pool of blood. She screamed, remembering the death of her parents as she ran from the village.
She wandered aimlessly through the woods outside her home in complete despair of her loss. She traveled for years searching for the answer to her hidden abilities, when she encountered a priest in the mountains. He said that he must preform a ritual to extract the demon within her that had awakened the day her parents died. She agreed, but as she closed her eyes for him to preform the ritual, he hit her in the back of the head to knock her out cold.
She woke up in a dark cell with a throbbing headache. She sat up and saw that there were other women and children in cells surrounding her. The priest was a slave trader. She over heard him talking to another shady fellow about her price. Zoey felt helpless and abandoned by everything. Her parents taught her to be kind, but it was a cruel world (haaaaa "cruel"). She hated it and wanted to change everything about it. Suddenly, her eyes turned white and she began to glow. Armor that appeared to be made of light formed around her body and the pure power that emanated from her destroyed the bars of the cell she was in. With this holy power, she erased the evil that had imprisoned her and the helpless people around her.
She woke later to an old woman who told her to rest seeing as she was exhausted. The old woman explained to Zoey that she was half angel and half demon. In the spiritual realm, she was the ultimate taboo, and had been given to her human parents to protect her from the forces that wanted to eradicate her existence. The home invaders that had killed her parents were actually grunts sent from the spiritual council to kill her, and greatly underestimated her power. Zoey left the church in the mountains and began to train, learning slowly how to control her power. She learned that her eyes were the source of her power and that both of her forms were nearly impossible to control. She learned how to control her angelic eye's abilities, but her demonic eye is still difficult for her to master.
She still trains daily and seeks revenge towards the spiritual council for killing her parents. With no goal in mind, she joins the wRHG to master her powers.
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Her personality varies greatly based on what form/eye she is using. In normal human form, she is merciful and extremely hesitant to kill, but when using her demonic eye, she loses this trait almost entirely. She hates that she cant remember killing those she defeats in demon form. However, in full angelic form, she doesn't speak and lacks any form of personality. She silently erases evil in her vicinity. She is determined to do everything herself and rarely accepts help from anyone. She is generally quiet and only really speaks when spoken to. She is of average intelligence, but possesses silent leadership.
Appearance:
Clothes vary as any other person would, but Zoey usually wears a red shirt with a black quarter trench coat that reaches to her mid thigh. Her dark, tight pants have tears in the knees, and she has straight black hair that reaches a little past her shoulders. She has soft features with the exception of her piercing blue eyes. She's the average height of an 18 year old woman.
Demo:
The girl slowly opened her eyes. She was tired. Exhausted actually. Why was she so tired? She blinked a few times as her eyes focused on the dark clouds on the sky over head. She was outside? How did that happen? A cool breeze blew her loose dark hair over her face. She took in a deep breath, but before the air could reach her lungs, she coughed up a bit of blood down her chin. The hell happened to her?
She closed her eyes and wiped the blood off her chin with her sleeve. She slowly turned her head slowly and opened her eyes again only to stare into those of a severed head. She gasped and sat up, despite the pain in her abdomen. She coughed some more blood up in her lap and wiped her left eye that had also started bleeding. So much blood...she hated it. She never wanted any of this. She held her eye in her hand in an attempt to stop the new trail of blood running down her face as she tried to stand up. She weakly rose despite her throbbing head and other injuries and looked around. The body in front of her was torn apart. What was left of the man was a head and a bloodied torso. She could only assume the worst. If her left eye was bleeding, then she must have done it again.
She felt terrible. Her lack of control was infuriating. She didn't want any of this. She didn't ask for this. Her good eye teared up as she fought the urge to curl up and sob. She hated killing people. She would never do it of her own free will, but this wasn't under her control. It never was.
She coughed up more blood, more than usual. She never bled this much, so what the hell did she do this time? She took a few steps towards the road in hopes someone would drive by to help her, but she collapsed before she could make it. The grass her face laid in soaked up the blood trickling from her left eye. She didn't want to move, it hurt too much. She just wanted to lay here and rest. Away from the bodies and death and fighting. She just wanted to lay down and sleep for an eternity. She didn't want to die, who did? Just a peaceful endless slumber where she didn't lose her memory and kill people. That sounded nice.
She tried rolling back over to her back to sit up, but was greeted with a sharp pain in her back. She reached her arm back to feel her back and felt a small lump that was slowly receding into her back. Oh yeah, she's half demon, how could she possible forget that. Why did wings have to hurt after a fight...
A fight! That's what happened! She was attacked by someone. Wait, someone? If she remembered correctly, it was a group, right? Zoey stood up once again and actually looked around her surroundings for evidence of what had happened. There were tens of bodies surrounding her. Their blood slowly seeped into grass, some more dismembered than others. No...she couldn't have! She couldn't have killed all these people! Self defense or not, they didn't have to die! Why did everyone around her die!
She fell to her knees as her left eye began bleeding more profusely. She had to stay in control. Her body couldn't handle losing control again. She would die if she lost it again. And more importantly, others would die if she lost control. Her eye's blood ran down her arm and a sharp pain shot into her head originating from her eye. She couldn't....lose...control!
Zoey threw her head back and screamed at the pain of having to suppress it. To her, this was hell. But she was half demon right? Hell should be good...right? What was wrong with her? She had good intentions, but people around her always seemed to get hurt. Zoey buried her head in her hands and cried as a mixture of blood and tear's ran down her arms and stained the grass under her. This was hell, and demon or not, it was never pleasant.
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